This is a song about "Bel air road"

Cause everytime you come around

Tires screech on that road ground

Uh, the road not taken

Flyer then the rest of them

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

They tryin to say that i don't care

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Made from the brain of me, most genius

Trippin like i road the bus

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

On the road less taken

I don't care what it did to them